Song Luoshen stopped there, stared at Song Fu for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"Meng Po is here, is there any conflict or influence with me going to him?"

"This ......"

Song Fu still lowered his head, and a slight sweat had appeared on his forehead.

Song Jingguo coughed lightly.

"You go out first. ”

"Yes. ”

Song Furu was pardoned, secretly relieved, and then hurriedly walked out, and when he passed by Song Luoshen's side, he bowed to her again.

"Luo Shen, even if you want to find Emperor Yan, you don't have to rush at this time, come, and sit with grandpa again. ”

Song Jingguo beckoned.

Hearing that Emperor Yan did not come to the Song Mansion when he entered the city, the head of the Song family seemed to gradually regain his composure.

Song Luoshen, who was about to walk to the door, finally walked back again.

Song Jingguo sat down again, pondered for a while, considered his words, and said slowly.

"Luoshen, Meng Po's moodiness is world-famous, this time the underworld crosses to the east, it is her order, if it is not for Emperor Yan to appear in time this time, I am afraid that none of the 100,000 gold armor outside the North Gate Pass will come back......"

Song Luoshen looked at him: "Grandpa, what do you want to say?"

“...... I want to say that Meng Po is an extremely dangerous figure, isn't it rumored in the world that Emperor Yan would rather provoke Emperor Yan and not provoke Meng Po? Besides, now that Emperor Yan is seriously injured, in such a short period of time, I am afraid that he is far from healing, you run over at this time, if Meng Po wants to be unfavorable to you, Emperor Yan may not be able to stop it. ”

Song Jingguo beat around the bush and said it extremely tactfully.

Ningya Emperor Yan, Mo provoke Meng Po, this sentence is indeed widely circulated in the world, but in the same way, the relationship between Emperor Yan and Meng Po has always been the focus of the world's attention. In this regard, there have been different opinions in the world, but the only recognized thing is that Meng Po and Emperor Yan will definitely not be very 'pure', about this, from Emperor Yan was seriously injured and disappeared this time, Meng Po was angry and heavy troops pressed the border.

And, the most important thing is that a few months ago, Meng Po once drove to the Song Mansion and injured Song Luoshen.

At that time, Song Jingguo was still puzzled, and he didn't know when his Song family provoked the other party, but today, he finally understood everything.

The more powerful a woman is, the more selfish she is in terms of feelings, and if Luo Shen runs over at this time, it will be like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

Perhaps Song Jingguo never thought that his granddaughter, who was unparalleled in his country, would one day be forced down by a woman.

With Song Luoshen's city and intelligence, how can he not hear the meaning of Song Jingguo's words.

"Grandpa, this is what you want to say, where Meng Po appears in the future, I will have to retreat?"

“...... That's not what Grandpa meant. ”

In fact, this is what Song Jingguo meant.

But he can't say it directly, after all, he still has to take care of his granddaughter's face.

In the case of tens of millions of people blocking before, Luo Shen still insisted on going his own way, and even secretly married Emperor Yan, although the child has fallen now, but it is enough to show that his granddaughter is planning to 'hang herself on a tree' in her life.

The point is, now I don't have the ability to stop it.

The army of 60,000 was unarmed.

Although I don't know what agreement the Li family reached with Emperor Yan, Song Jingguo also understands the truth of becoming a king and defeating a king, even if Emperor Yan has the blood of the Li family in his body, but this time, the Li family will definitely have to shed his skin even if he does not die.

Put Roselle under house arrest again to prevent her from getting out?

Then Emperor Yan will definitely not visit the Song Mansion alone at night like last time, but all the demons and monsters in the underworld will come to Drum Alley.

This kind of stimulation is too old for him to bear, so Song Jingguo can only persuade him tactfully.

"Luo Shen, I know that you are worried about Emperor Yan's injury, and you must miss him very much, but you don't have to run over, your daughter's family, you still have to be reserved in the end, if you really want to see Emperor Yan, I can send Song Fu and them to inform Emperor Yan and invite him to come to the house." ”

Now that the children are all there, what else is it necessary to talk about being reserved?

In order to stabilize Song Luoshen, it was really difficult for the head of the Song family.

"Grandpa, do you think I can hide from her for the rest of my life?"

Because in Chinese pronunciation, 'she' and 'he' are homophones, so Song Jingguo was puzzled for a while.

"Grandpa didn't let you hide from Emperor Yan, it's just that now that the war has just fallen, Emperor Yan and the Li family must still have a lot of things to solve......"

Song Luoshen interrupted him.

"Grandpa, if I hide in the house this time and avoid seeing her, I'm afraid that in the future, I will never be able to raise my head in front of her. ”

Song Jingguo paused, his expression froze, this time, he finally understood.

"Roselle ......"

Song Luoshen's face was calm, he lifted the teapot and slowly said a cup of tea to Song Jingguo.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing.

"Grandpa, I don't think you want to see your granddaughter, and she will live in a corner in the future, right?"

She put down the teapot and handed the teacup over.

Song Jingguo looked at her, his lips trembled unconsciously, and he slowly reached out to take the teacup, silent.

......

Emerald Garden.

A villa that has not been inhabited for a long time.

The garden is full of weeds, and it seems to be silently showing the desolation of this place.

Li Futu pushed open the fence gate, looked at the three-story villa, and was a little afraid to step into it for a while.

Hometown timidity.

The thing reminds one of its owner.

This villa is the residence where he once lived with his mother, standing here, it is like pushing open the door of memories,

The grass disappeared and was replaced by a manicured green lawn, and in the courtyard, there seemed to be a picture of a gentle woman playing with a child.

"Futu, look at who's coming. ”

The woman touched the boy's head dotingly, slowly stood up straight, and her watery eyes seemed to pass through the years and cast them towards the courtyard gate.

That moment.

Li Futu couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Mom......"

The next moment, all the images dissipated like smoke.

Li Futu's eyes twitched, he smiled bitterly, and slowly lowered his hand.

"Are you alright?"

Meng Po gently held his arm.

Shaking his head, Li Futu stepped into the courtyard, stepped over the barren grass in the garden, and walked into the villa.

To his surprise, the villa was very clean, and there was no scene full of gray layers as he expected.

"Before, I had people clean up. ”

"Thank you. ”

After many years, when I returned to my former residence, the memories were inevitably turbulent for a while, but Meng Po did not disturb, and quietly accompanied him and walked in the villa.

"Meng Po, do you have a family?"

Li Futu asked lightly.

He seemed to be touching the scene.

However, this was also the first time he asked this question after bringing Meng Po back from that small island in the ocean.

"Do you really think I jumped out of a rock?"

This indifferent and ruthless woman in the face of 100,000 golden armor looked extremely soft at the moment, and even revealed a wisp of shocking playfulness in her tone.

Li Futu was stunned, and then couldn't help but laugh, and his low mood was diluted a lot for a while.

This woman standing in the middle of a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses with an expressionless face and no fluctuations.

Her gentleness, delicate and silent.

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(End of chapter)